Is School Is For Killing?

A building is suddenly turned into battle field,

 A virtuous place where knowledge is worshipped,

 Teachers, the second parents, worried for little beings,

A shock which shakes every mankind, dreadful, terrible!

Merciless killers are doing their job, at their best,

Books, bags, shoes are dipped in red smelly blood,

Broken, trembling bodies struggling to touch death,

Few hastened to search the path to save themselves.

Flesh, gash, pain, panic, terror, screams are all around,

 Innocents were calling their mothers and few even to God

In the hope that one miracle would take them out of it,

 Bullet rounds, hand grenades, knife, fire were snatching lives.

Everyone is rushing, running, shouting for their being,

Death was chasing everywhere: so helpless, so vulnerable,

Teachers are killed; Principal is blasted for no reason,

 To whom should they go, to hide and ask for protection?

Oh Almighty! Please stop this massacre, the bloodbath

Before we mislay hope, save this species, which has gone berserk,

A man is killed by man and now its turn of our little angels,

 Spread peace and harmony everywhere for the sake of earth.